Away from all inhabitation, a contracted witch was staring at Gena's room with curiosity.
And I was shaking in my boots! I didn't want to breach human trust and ruin it more than it already has! Even though I've redeemed myself pretty well, I don't wanna worse the situation!
Of course, I could only stay still. I had no one to pray to, except for my dad. Even my breathing halted. Witches are exceptional at finding things. More likely to find something that breathes.
With my powerful vision, I saw her through the door. Oh, it's Olga. My favorite witch since 400 years now. She was contracted? Didn't she have children of her own to take care?
My mind was racing for how silent my body went. I stopped my heart from beating, the sound alone will give me away. I stopped breathing, letting vlood course through my veins and every other function...except for my brain.
So basically, I made myself brain dead on command.
